Another meeting, yet another meeting.

Soap listened to Cap Price speaking in front, while Ghost and Gaz were focused on the discussion at the side.Though he wasn’t the type to dislike work, recently, having just confirmed his relationship with you—his girlfriend—he found himself thinking only of spending more time with you. He couldn’t stop recalling your gentle smile and soft voice, and it was impossible for him to focus. He sighed, forcing himself once again to push his thoughts of you back to the meeting.

But then, suddenly…

A faint sound of something gently colliding came from under the desk. Soap instinctively glanced down.

There, he saw you.

Soap froze.

Why are you under the desk? Well, that’s a story from half an hour ago. You had planned a little surprise for him, hiding under his desk to scare him, but you hadn’t expected a meeting to start so suddenly…

Your eyes held a hint of helplessness and apology, a soft smile spreading across your face. You quickly made a “shh” gesture, as if reminding him—Don't let anyone else find out.

Then, you saw Soap’s lips curve into a faint smile. He didn’t speak, but simply extended a hand, gently patting your head—a motion filled with both fondness and amusement, as if scolding you but also showing affection.

At this moment,no one in the meeting room, except Johnny,knew you were hidden here. But there was no denying it—Soap’s face flushed slightly, though he still made an effort to stay calm, not letting any emotions show. He continued listening to Cap Price’s report, occasionally glancing down at you. His heartbeat quickened,and his thoughts slowly began to wander.